Chapter 131 Conzance

Mo Congfeng made up his mind that the longing man was in front of him, even if the King of Heaven came, he could not let her fly away. He let the soundless body twist, and his elbows and shoulders hit him heavily, but he was not moved. Although the cultivation has been greatly reduced, the physical power of the Wuyinyuan baby realm still exists. Every impact will make Mo Congfeng, who has no defense power, muffled. It is not that she can't resist, but willingly let her vent her anger for so many years, as long as she doesn't leave herself.

Hearing the bang between Mo Congfeng's chest and abdomen behind his ears being hit by his elbows, the slightly painful muffled hum came. Bai Mofeng hugged silently, and the strength of resistance also slowly decreased. I don't know whether it was physical weakness or for other reasons, feeling the strong chest and strength of the back. A powerful heartbeat. The faint heat and determination on the arms seemed to melt the soundless, crush it, integrate it into my chest, and never give up.

Since Wuyin felt Mo Minfeng's emotion, he gradually stopped resisting, lowered his head, and tears slipped down. "Sinful fate, evil fate, why don't you let me go, woo-woo..." With that, Wuyin, a figure who had cultivated in the Yuanying realm, actually cried like a girl. Mo Lianfeng hugged Wuyin tightly with pity and looked at her beautiful face.

"You never gave me a chance to explain." Mo Lianfeng's slightly magnetic voice sounded from behind, "What you saw that day was just a misunderstanding. I had nothing to do with Hua Wanqing at all. Unfortunately, you were so stubborn that you didn't even give me a chance to explain." Hearing this, Wuyin just wanted to argue. Suddenly, he felt that the back of his neck was slightly warm, but it was Mo Jingfeng's tears. His heart softened, so he did not refute and continued to listen.

"No sound, do you know that I have been thinking about you all the time for a hundred years, but I dare not see you. I'm afraid to see your heartbroken eyes. I'm afraid that seeing you at a loss, and it will hurt you even more if you can't explain it clearly." Mo Congfeng affectionately put his face on Wuyin's neck. What Wuyin was wearing was Ma Linger's dress, which was originally narrow. After the two of them tearing, the snow-white fragrant shoulders came out.

When Wuyin heard this, the thread softened, but he immediately remembered the scene he had seen with his own eyes. His heart was cold again. Just as he was about to resist, a hot lip sucked his snow-white shoulder. At this time, Wuyin found that his clothes were not neat. The hot lips made her numb all over her body, and she couldn't help hum. With a shout.

Just as Mo Jingfeng kissed the fragrant shoulder, a burst of force came from his shoulder. Unexpectedly, Mo Yufeng's mouth was shaken open, and he looked at the soundless in astonishment. At this time, the voiceless meat had turned around, his eyes were slightly cold, and he looked at Mo Shufeng's eyes coldly. "Are you the witch who hooked up with fancy words by such means?" There was a faint sense of disgust in the voice. The contemptuous eyes deeply stung Mo Lianfeng's heart, but the delicate face and Qi Ruo Lan in front of him, coupled with the cold expression, made Mo Lianfeng feel pity in his heart. Thinking of the bitterness suffered without sound over the years, Mo Lianfeng pecked up at the turned red lips. .

This is like thunder and earth fire, and her voiceless mind suddenly went blank. How could she have practiced for hundreds of years? Even when they fell in love with Mo Lianfeng, they were extremely courteous and had never done such a shameful thing. In the faint man's breath between his lips and teeth, bursts of warm feelings came endlessly, like the sunshine in winter, which was heartwarming.

At this time, Wuyin realized that he really misunderstood Mo Congfeng before. This warm breath was exactly the original name of Mo Congfeng. Although the voiceless person who is also a monk has never suffered this breath, he will not be ignorant. This spirit of Yuanyang, any man only has this mouthful. If he loves a woman and disperses immediately, even if you are in the Mahayana realm, you can't make up for it. This name Yuanyang is the foundation of the male monk. With this Yuanyang Guben Peiyuan, just like the female monk's original Yuanyin, it can stabilize the mind and speed up the progress. The situation.

Most of those monks with excellent cultivation, except for a few double practitioners, are pure yang. If this pure yang spirit is lost, it will be even more difficult to spy on the road in the future. This original yang qi is also a good thing in the eyes of the demon clan. The evil spirit has congenital shortcomings, so he has to use the evil method to seduce the male monk to collect this original qi of Yuanyang. What's more, even the victim's blood and mana absorbed the plunder and increased their strength, which is the reason why everyone talked about the demon fox family.

When Wuyin heard that Mo Nianfeng was trapped, he hurried to the rescue, but he didn't want to meet Mo Nianfeng and Hua Wanqing, who had messy clothes and an ambiguous look. They went back to the mountain and closed the door in anger. They also locked the mountain protection array and did not see Mo Jingfeng. Wuyin didn't think about it at that time. Under the deviation of his own thoughts, he practiced the inner charm of the demon fox family, but after all, there was a difference between good and evil. Under the conflict of skills, more than a hundred years of cultivation turned into running water and made wedding clothes for Ma Linger.

Now that Mo Nianfeng is opposite to Muyin's lips, Muyin realizes that Mo Nianfeng is still the boy, but he has wronged him over the years. But at that time, although Wuyin and Mo Congfeng had been in love with their childhood sweethearts for a long time, they were also affectionate and polite. How could they do something to find out whether their Yuanyang was lost? So this misunderstanding is not accidental. Now Mo Congfeng crossed his heart and wanted to pull back his voiceless heart. He knew that no matter what the explanation was empty words, he had to force a kiss and put the original Yang's temperament into the voiceless mouth to prove his innocence.

Feeling the spirit of the original sun, Wuyin also knew that he had misunderstood Mo Congfeng before, and his struggling body no longer moved. He let Mo Congfeng kiss his lips unbridledly. For a long time, Mo Congfeng looked at Wuyin with a bad smile. In front of him, Mo Congfeng had no peerless sword at all. The demeanor of cultivation is like a hairy boy in love.

"No sound, do you still need me to explain it? I really didn't have anything to do with that Hua Wanqing that day. Although I won the seven love fans, I also suppressed it with my Geng Jinkang. Do you know how hard I have been thinking about you for so many years? Looking at Mo Congfeng's affectionate eyes, a huge sense of guilt surged into the voiceless heart. Mo Congfeng glanced at him with all kinds of amorous feelings, and his mouth was voiceless and stiff. "Who knows if you and that witch have done such a shameful thing as now?"

Looking at the voiceless and charming face in a daze, the blush on the face was particularly touching, and the delicate state of his hair and panting made Mo Congfeng confused. The jade man who had been thinking about it for more than a hundred years was close to his arms, and the soft jade was warm and fragrant scenery, even if the Taoist heart was like a stone. Mo Congfeng also turned into a full of tenderness. Wu Wu was still quivering, but suddenly saw Mo Nengfeng's obsessive eyes. His heart couldn't help trembling. He suddenly felt the hot buttocks behind him. He couldn't help screaming in horror. Seeing the slightly panicked face of the red lips, the flame in Mo Yufeng's eyes was even hotter, a big The mouth had been met, and the snow-white jade neck kept sliding on the soundless pink lips, and the tightly hugged hands gradually loosened, and the hot body was swimming endlessly. Wuyin's unsuited dress had long been messed up by this manipulation, revealing a large area of snow-white skin.

Just when Mo Lianfeng was confused and hugged Wuyin's wanton love, he couldn't stop feeling that the corners of his clothes were pulled by a burst of time. Then he suddenly woke up and hurriedly looked down. I saw a fiery red little monkey on the ground, wearing a hairband and holding a mini iron bar, constantly pulling the corner of Mo Minfeng's clothes. Who else could it be if it wasn't fire? It turned out that the little monkey woke up untimely and found that his master was motionless. Seeing Mo Shufeng beside him, he came anxiously to ask for help.

Looking at the little thing on the ground for a while, pointing to Gan Ping, who was lying on the chair and didn't understand, Mo Yufeng also felt that Meng Lang was up. Although he hasn't woken up yet, he is also his own disciple and junior. It is indeed a shame to be a teacher to do such a business in front of the juniors. After Mo Congfeng's pause, Wuyin, who was confused, suddenly woke up and screamed to escape from Mo's arms, tidying up his crisp breasts and half-deposed clothes in a hurry.

Mo Shuenfeng looked at Huoer helplessly and reached out to pick it up. Huoer's fluffy little face lingered in Mo Shufeng's arms and made a quick and comfortable cry. Looking aside, the clothes were not neat, his hair was messy and his face was flushed, and he stared at him with charming eyes. Seeing this wonderful state, Mo Yufeng's heart was hot again.